Avoidance 

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So, it’s been over a week since I sent the text asking my narc about money not being deposited.  I actually texted him again a couple days later asking if he was ignoring me which of course had no response. I don’t really want to bring it up in conversation. I want the response in writing because I feel like I can foresee words being twisted or some sort of gaslighting coming from it.
I have to say that last weekend I went outside to do some needed yardwork in the backyard. After being out there for about half an hour my narc came outside. Apparently he rented a tractor and was going to do some work with it moving dirt and filling in some holes. 

I’m always up for improving our yard. We are renting and I feel like it gets put off a lot so I was all for working together improving the yard. Separately but at the same time. After being out there for a few hours I ended up helping him with some of the dirt work (literally). That gave way to a small amount of verbal communication but really only anything that had to do with the task at hand.

At that point, I still hadn’t heard anything from him regarding the money being deposited and no sign of the money in the bank account. So, Monday afternoon I sent another text that read, “Still wondering why you haven’t been depositing the money for the IRS and your phone into the account.” It is now Wednesday afternoon and I still have not received a response. 

It’s obvious that he is ignoring the text because prior to my inquiry we would communicate via text probably more often than verbally. But since my inquiry, he has had zero text communication with me. 

Silent treatment 

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As I said before, once I figured out that I was dealing with a narcissist, I went gray rock. I did this because I felt like I had tried everything else. I tried sympathizing, I tried changing myself, I tried standing up for myself, I tried being more assertive, I tried talking to counselors, I tried self help, I tried everything I could think of. 

I actually kind of went gray rock before figured it out as a way of coping. Our conversations got farther and farther apart. I tried less and less to please him because no matter what I did it wasn’t the right thing according to him. I got tired of conversations turning into blame and verbal or emotional abuse. The only way I could create a peaceful household for myself and my children was to have as little conversation with him that I could. I would only start up a conversation or respond to his conversation if it was absolutely necessary. Topics such as things pertaining to the children or perhaps groceries or the house that we were living in. 

I reacted less and less to him ignoring me and less and less to his subtle jabs at me and I didn’t let his ignoring my questions determine my decisions.  I think maybe he realized I was distancing myself. Recently, I don’t know exactly what triggered him but I could tell there was a shift in how he was treating me. My thoughts are that he was leaving it up to me to repair our relationship and when I was making little to no effort to do so that he decided he was not going to try anymore.

That doesn’t mean he stopped his narcissistic tendencies. For example, the flowers that he sent to my work on our anniversary but yet he didn’t utter one word to me about our anniversary or anything else that day. 

Another example is that we owe some money to the IRS and last year he asked me to set up a payment plan on our joint account. He told me how much to set it up for and told me what date he wanted it taken out on and told me he’d deposit the money for that bill. (Now keep in mind, I have a second payment plan set up for our state taxes that we owe and I pay that.)

He also had promised our children new bedroom sets but when we went to the furniture place they denied giving him a credit line, which I think was partly from not filling out the online form correctly. So he asked me to do it. I was very hesitant and I told him I didn’t have the money to cover it. He assured me that he was going to pay it so I did apply.  I got approved and the payments got set up. These were to be taken out of the same joint checking account as the IRS payments are taken out of.

A couple Christmases ago he bought me a new iPhone and put it on our mobile carrier account that I pay. He put down a large down payment, don’t get me wrong,  and he agreed to put the difference of the bill into that same joint checking account to cover the difference in payment. When my phone was about paid off we decided to allow my son to get his own phone line on our account and he decided he wanted to upgrade his phone to the same version of phone that I had. We went down and purchased his phone; he paid off the rest of my phone and the payments for the remaining balance of his phone were to be added onto our our monthly payment (which again I pay). 

So what he would do would be to deposit the total amount of all three (IRS payment, bedroom furniture payment & phone payment) in the middle of the month before they were all due. Most of the time he deposited the money on the day it was due or after. 

When the same as cash timeline was up for the bedroom furniture, he paid it off.  That was in March, 2 1/2 months ago. The last time he deposited the money for those payments into that checking account was in January. He did not deposit anything in February. In March he paid off the bedroom furniture and told me that he could either buy groceries or deposit the money into the account that week but not both. I told him that was fine and if he could get the groceries because I didn’t have the money to get any that week. That’s exactly what he did it was my bad to think that he would deposit the money the next week I’ll take that as a misunderstanding and disregard him not paying depositing the money in March. 

Because he had paid off the bedroom furniture, the amount of money he needed to deposit into the checking account was about half of what it had been. But he did not deposit any money in April. When it was time to deposit the money in May, I reminded him that because he had paid off the bedroom furniture he only needed to deposit half the amount (I did specify the exact amount). He replied with something like, “Oh yah, OK”, but again he did not deposit any money in May. Here we are a week into June and I feel like I need to know if that money is not going to be deposited so I can make sure to cover it. So I decided to send him a text. Communicate in writing right?

It read, “Why haven’t you been depositing the money for the IRS and phone into the account?” That was at 8 AM two days ago. He has made sure to ignore my existence at home, to leave the room and go out to work on his car in the garage when he sees that I finish making dinner, and of course not answering my question. 

I don’t know if he’s trying to prove a point, if he’s trying to punish me for questioning him, if he’s mad that I expect him to deposit the money for the payment arrangements that he wanted me to make (that he agreed to pay), or if he is mad about me going gray rock. Maybe it’s a combination of all of these… I really don’t know. 

I’d be interested in hearing what anybody reading this thinks about it. 

Never gonna happen

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  I met my husband over the phone when I was 14; he was 16. We had a mutual friend and one day she called him and let me talk to him on the phone for a minute.  A couple weeks later he had gotten my phone number from her and gave me a call. I was so flattered and I really liked him. 
  We talked on the phone for at least two weeks before we even met. We would talk for hours at a time about I don’t even know what. When we met in person it was love at first sight. We were inseparable. We started dating and didn’t even get into an argument for over six months. I remember him specifically pointing that out. 

  We spent every minute that we could together. He would pick me up from school and I’d go hang out at his house for as long as I could. Occasionally, he would come to my house. If we were with friends, it was his friends. Next to never, have we ever hung out together with my friends. We got into a lot of trouble together; we never got caught but you know what I mean. Sneaking out, drinking alcohol, cigarettes, experimenting with drugs, sex… that kind of trouble. 

  I got a job when I was 15 1/2 and as soon as I turned 18 we got an apartment together. We already knew what it was like to live together because once I had a car and a job I almost lived at his house. I had up a lot of my personal stuff there. I’d leave work and go to his house until curfew. I’d stay the night occasionally.

 When I was about 20, I thought chances were that we were never going to get married. He really had no interest in getting married; he liked things the way they were. I don’t know if it was because it gave him the opportunity to leave at anytime or if it was because his mom never really had a successful marriage or what the exact reason was but I just didn’t see it happening. We broke up briefly but we’re back together within a month. 

  Before we moved in together his mom moved out of state and he was left with the option of buying her house or moving into an apartment. He wasn’t ready to buy her house so he was going to move into an apartment. 

  He told me he wanted us to rent the apartment together. When we moved into the apartment his sister lived with us. Things were good.  We have freedom, we had jobs, we had fun. Looking back now, there were some things that were red flags (each one could be it’s own blog post) but I chalked it up to being young and still learning how to have a good relationship. 

  After dating for over six years and living together like a married couple, in my eyes, marriage was the next step. I didn’t understand how he could not want to because to me there was no reason not to. But, I loved him and I enjoyed the freedom that I had living on my own, couldn’t afford to live by myself and was not going to live with my parents again so I stayed. 

  When I was 22, over two years after moving in with each other, after almost nine years of dating he gave me a ring. 

Red Flag Warning #1

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When you are nice, they are not. 

When you are not being so nice, they act nice. 

They do not like that you are happy. You must be doing something behind their back or have someone/something else making you happy because they know it’s not them. This is not okay so their bad side comes out. 

You react by getting angry or sad. This satisfies their need for supply.  Your reaction to them overrides your happiness and this calms their suspicions about you. They are happy/nice because they are satisfied with this supply. Also, to show that they are the reasonable one and you are not. 

He bought me flowers. 

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How did I know? He bought me flowers.  He ignored Valentine’s Day, ignored my birthday, he ignored Mother’s Day… but lo and behold someone posts “Happy Anniversary” to social media and he has flowers delivered to my work. Never has he ever had flowers delivered to my work. 

Oh, by the way, his response to someone wishing us a happy anniversary his was, “Oh shit!”. Not one word to me.  Never acknowledged it in anyway verbally. Matter fact, he didn’t even have his name on the card. I had to ask if he was the one who sent me flowers. My first thought was that it was my parents. My second thought was that it was his parents. When I knew it was neither of them, I asked if it was him. At that point it really would only be him. 

 Do I sound bitter? How’d you like it if someone calls your name and makes you feel like a piece of shit, doesn’t make any effort to include you in their life and then they send you a present? On top of that, for the last four months he hasn’t deposited the money into our checking account to pay the payment arrangement that he asked me to set up. Nope.  He can afford to have a dozen roses in a glass vase delivered to my work but can’t afford paying the payment arrangement that he asked to get set up. 

I can’t remember any other anniversary that he’s acknowledged. Why is this one different? I think that’s exactly what he wanted to achieve; to make me feel confused and unappreciative, to make me feel like he cares. That’s all I can think because I don’t know what other emotion I was supposed to feel. Was everything supposed to be better because I got flowers?? If someone punches you in the face and then sends you flowers, does that make it better? If they never apologize and/or never acknowledge that what they did was wrong and never acknowledge that you were hurt? Maybe that is what he thinks. 

I didn’t get him anything because as I said in my other post I was sick of putting so much thought into a gift and getting no sentiment in return. 

They were my favorite color. Long stem roses in the same color vase. (It was a pain in my ass to drive home holding onto them on the seat next to me.)  They were quite beautiful but money doesn’t buy my love. 

P.s. I told him thank you. 

15-year Wedding Anniversary 

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Yep… that’s today.  Our 15-year wedding anniversary. I was going to do some posts and break it down for you of how we got here; starting from the beginning to now. 15 years into marriage, 24 years into our relationship. Instead I’m going to go in reverse.

So, here we are on our 15th wedding anniversary.  Barely speaking, barely looking at each other, barely communicating. We own our cars. We rent our house. We have two amazing teenage children. Three dogs. Separate bank accounts. From the outside I’m sure it looks good… maybe? If you don’t really know the intimate details of our household. If you don’t know what it’s really like. 

I would say I’m 100% sure that this day will not even be at knowledged by my N. But seeing how I’ve been doing my best to be a gray rock for probably the last six months or so I have a small feeling that he might do something to acknowledge it. Why? Because for the first probably 20 years of our relationship I was the one to acknowledge birthdays, anniversaries & holidays that are meant to show appreciation and love for your partner. It was only maybe four years ago that I stopped because I got tired of being the only one doing it. Of course if I’m not giving him supply by seeing my hurt from him not reciprocating, that’s when he’ll do something; because otherwise, he’s not getting the supply from my emotional response. Even if it’s just the look on my face or my general emotional state. 

Maybe I’m not giving him enough credit. Occasionally I would come home from work and there’d be some flowers sitting on the counter. I think cards from him probably stopped at least 10 years ago. Verbally acknowledging that there was a holiday or special occasion? I don’t believe that ever happened, not even in response to my verbal acknowledgment to him. 

To me, that is the most important part of a special occasion or holiday… acknowledgment. Looking at or talking to the people that you care about in your life and just saying the words. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, I love you.”

“Happy birthday!”

“Merry Christmas.”

“Happy Anniversary.”

The acknowledgment, the words, a smile and a hug. Those things mean so much more to me than a material item. Even spending the day together or if not, just taking a moment to acknowledge it makes all difference in the world. 

I asked my kids the other day, “What would you rather have someone you care about do? Spend any part of the day with you or just being around you knowing it’s your birthday ,maybe a gift for you to come across, and them never once acknowledging it ~or~ would you rather have them acknowledge that it’s your birthday even if they didn’t have time to spend with you or money for a gift, but they made sure to give you a hug or make a call and just say ,”Hey, happy birthday. I hope you have a great day I love you.”?” 

I know which one I choose.  What about you?

It is only lunch time. I’ll edit tomorrow and let you know if anything happens.